She had no desire to engage in conversation with someone who lacked taste.

Taking a deep breath, Rosalynn embarked on her run.

Brian wore a smile and faithfully trailed behind her.

The air carried a subtle fragrance of blooming flora.

They ran alongside the Lake, their synchronized strides catching the attention of onlookers.

Perhaps due to the presence of a pursuer, Rosalynn felt a surge of stress, propelling her to accelerate beyond her usual pace.

Soon enough, beads of sweat formed on her brow, and she found herself panting heavily.

Brian gradually caught up, a gentle smile adorning his face.

“If you're tired, let's take a break," he suggested.

The sun cast a golden glow upon him, highlighting his handsomeness and maturity.

While Rosalynn yearned to match his untiring energy, she resolved to push herself even harder.

Determined, she quickened her pace, forging ahead.

“What a stubborn woman!" Brian exclaimed, a larger smile appearing on his face as he kept up with her.

“Woof, woof, woof!"

Suddenly, a dog with white fur appeared out of nowhere, barking incessantly as it charged to Brian.

His face darkened, and with a swift kick, he sent the dog tumbling onto the Lawn, whimpering and motionless.

In shock, Rosalynn abruptly halted and exclaimed, “Brian, what are you doing?"

Brian pursed his lips, gaze fixed on the dog a short distance away, choosing silence over words.

Rosalynn briskly made her way to the trembling canine, squatting down to scoop it up in her arms.

With its big eyes locked onto her, the frightened dog sought solace in her presence.

“Don't be afraid. Everything will be alright," Rosalynn reassured in a gentle tone. Noticing bloodstains on the pristine white fur, she swiftly examined its body, discovering a bleeding paw, likely injured by a sharp object Like a nail.

Urgency filled her as she realized the need to transport the dog to a veterinary hospital for treatment.